F# C#/F Just a slow down small town D#m B Just a deep south home crowd With nothing to do and nothing to lose The same old paper and same old news We'd ride around 10:30 on a Friday We'd hurry to a parkin lot With all our friends Turning up the heat when We finally made it to the weekend Chorus: F# C#/F We put the gas to the floor Yeah, we hit it wide open D#m B Two-lane highway rolling F# C#/F With no one around, slowing us down D#m Radio loud, had the speakers all blowing B Dials wide open F# C#/F Feet on the dash with her hand out the window D#m B Smiling a look in her eye letting me know F# C#/F She didn't care where we were going D#m B F# C#/F D#m B As long as we were going, wide open She was made for the fast lane She was more than just a pretty face First time lover, we spent that summer Doing nothing but getting away Chorus - x2 (Just a slow down small town) Wide open (Just a deep south home crowd) She didn't care where we were going As long as we were going wide open Wide open | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsD#m F F# B |